Shawty Lo - Hol Up lyrics

[Hook:] Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone I'm gone, I'm trippin Got me on the juice I'm trippin I'm gone, I'm trippin Molly and the juice I'm trippin 4 caps in the cup, drink some Big booty on my face, I'm a spank some Girl I'm a treat your p**y like a plat song Beat it up, beat it up like a base drum I'm too gone, so wasted And if I had to trash, it wouldn't make it Pull up to the lot n***a 10 knots sponsored links Tell the dj break it base to the time Short hair, I don't care Is you 18, tell her come here I just got a thang for them young hoes I guess I got a thing for the ello [Hook:] Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone I'm gone, I'm trippin Got me on the juice I'm trippin I'm gone, I'm trippin Molly and the juice I'm trippin I got the drink in my cup and I'm making ugly faces And that b**h molly she whippin, we having drunken relations Hallucinating vacation, I try to down some with gas I'm on the blunt after blunt and I keep on falling the cash And I'm like hold up, I'm trippin All the girls in the vip sippin Half of them already start strippin They keep on clappin that a**, hit the a** and tippin I super start ball and the f** I'll gone This that bank yeah sh** that we on Vision blurry head spinning like a cyclone It's here time to go, I try to get up, I was like [Hook:] Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone I'm gone, I'm trippin Got me on the juice I'm trippin I'm gone, I'm trippin Molly and the juice I'm trippin n***a go tell your molly that you trippin I like spankin these hoes, I be trippin n***a like me don't give a f** All black rimey with some all black chucks I'm gone, n***a I'm smokin On some sticky icky sh** come from Oakland Where them b**hes at, we pimping But them hoes ain't f**ing, we pimpin Hol up, hol up, hol up, faded Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone Ride around the porsche so priceless Still try to motherf** with no license [Hook:] Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm fade away Hol up, hol up, hol up, I'm gone I'm gone, I'm trippin Got me on the juice I'm trippin I'm gone, I'm trippin Molly and the juice I'm trippin.